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This is similar to giving your boss a gift. If you give a gift, the boss may not remember it, but if you don't give a gift, the boss will definitely remember it.

As the lady left, filled with resentment, she suddenly noticed that familiar figure reappearing on the screen in the center.

"With a single slash, I traverse the Milky Way; who reigns supreme in the heavens and the universe? Slow killing will never end the carnage; how many useless trash and garbage are there?"

A powerful blade aura erupted from the ground. The man, wielding a heavy armored shield, attempted to block it but was forced back several feet. Before he could even catch his breath, Si Ming descended from the sky with a Green Azure Dragon, slamming it down on the shield. Divine power exploded, shaking the earth. The opponent, shield and all, was forced into the ground, leaving only his dazed head sticking out.

"Defying Heaven may have exceptions; defying me, there is absolutely no chance of survival!"

With a flick of his sword, Si Ming unleashed a Sword Qi that precisely pierced the only flaw in his opponent's Heavenly Martial Sword Art, leaving a red dot on his neck, leaving him ice-cold and unable to move.

"Other people's failures are my happiness!"

Si Ming swirled his hands together, his energy swirling into a vortex, absorbing his opponent's ultimate move and dissolving it into pure Primal Qi. He then added his own power, rebounding it back with double the force, instantly inflicting a severe blow.

"Human, you did your best."

Si Ming held a ball of light in each hand, which collided with each other with a deafening explosion. The violent energy swept out, engulfing all the opponents surrounding him, and even turning the broadcast screen into a white blur.

On the second day of the Martial King Cup, Si Ming dominated the headlines again. This time, the Spirit Transformation Grandmaster couldn't sit still, because their disciples and grand-disciples were all tragically eliminated.

"What kind of 'Child of Son of Light' is this? His attacks are so fierce and ruthless, he should be called the Dark Lord!"

"Perhaps his 'light' is not the light of hope we usually understand, but rather the light of destruction produced by the unleashing of an ultimate technique. Didn't the gunpowder depot release a large amount of light when it exploded?"

"I think this 'light' might be an adjective, meaning completely clean, devoid of anything, and barren. For example, 'kill all, burn all, loot all' all convey the same meaning."

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Beneath a waterfall less than twenty feet high, three figures crisscrossed, their movements a blur of swordplay, with Sword Qi of energy occasionally escaping and cutting off the cascading water.

One of them was Ying Zhou, who was fighting alone against two disciples of the Spirit Transformation Grandmaster Vast Azure Swordsman. The two disciples were about the same age as him and were using a combined attack technique to suppress him.

Vast Azure Swordsman originally did not plan to send his disciples to participate in this year's Martial King Cup, after all, they were too young. If they rashly stepped onto the top martial arts arena of the younger generation, they would easily become cannon fodder who were eliminated in the first round. It was not until he heard that the rules had been changed that he sent out his two closed-door disciples.

The man, Yuan Liang, learned one of the two great skills of the Vast Azure Swordsman, the "Vast Sea Sword Art," while the woman, Lü Mo, learned the other great skill, the "Void Sword Qi." After the competition began, the two used a unique Secret Method to connect with each other and immediately gathered together. The two cooperated with each other, one close and one long, and their strength far exceeded the sum of their individual abilities. They were even capable of fighting against experts who were close to the Spirit Transformation level.

Beneath the splashing water of the waterfall, Yuan Liang swayed like a willow catkin in the wind, his emerald green sword rising and falling like waves, his sword moves unpredictable and elusive. What was even more troublesome was that his sword wind stirred up the moisture in the air, forming vortexes that swirled around him, and if you accidentally touched them, you would be slowed down.

Ying Zhou unleashed the Asura Divine Power, forcing Yuan Liang back with a single strike. Before he could even catch his breath, he heard a whooshing sound as Lü Mo flicked her fingers, conjuring water into a sword that pierced the air.

These water swords, imbued with Sword Qi, were incredibly sharp and could easily slice through rocks. Ying Zhou had already witnessed their power and dared not test them with his own body. He quickly brandished his black longsword, unleashing a move called "Compassionate Body Precept Thunderclap," creating an impenetrable barrier that blocked all the water swords.

But this delay allowed Yuan Liang to press forward again with his sword. The swirling air currents attacked like sharks smelling blood, leaving Ying Zhou nowhere to hide.

"Universal Radiance Illuminates the World!"

Ying Zhou frantically channeled his inner energy into the black sword in his hand. At first, the sword's momentum was as heavy as a mountain, slow and sluggish, but after it was unleashed, it flew like a shooting star, rushing forward at breakneck speed.

The blade, like a crescent moon, gleamed like dewdrops. Its light swept across the sky, as if a crescent moon had descended to earth, bathing the land in its clear light. Under its glow, everything seemed to quiet down, save for the gentle, chiming sound of the blade, like a wind chime, as it sliced through all the swirling air currents.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Liang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly retreated to dodge. Lü Mo also timely unleashed her Void Sword Qi, blocking Ying Zhou and buying him some time.

Yuan Liang dared not use his ultimate move to confront the opponent head-on, not because he believed he was inferior in skill, but because the Green Jade Sword in his hand was just an ordinary weapon, only slightly better than a nameless mortal weapon. According to the classification provided by the Nation of Valor organizers, it belonged to the lower-grade divine weapon category, while Ying Zhou's Conquest Demon Saber belonged to the upper-grade divine weapon category. If he dared to block it head-on, the most likely outcome would be that he and the sword would be cut in two.

It was precisely because Ying Zhou possessed the advantage of weaponry that he was able to withstand the combined attacks of his opponents for so long, only falling behind without being defeated. Whenever he was in a disadvantageous situation, he would unleash his ultimate move to force his opponents back. However, this caused his energy to be consumed extremely severely, and after only a quarter of an hour of fighting, he felt exhausted.

Yuan Liang said, "Admit defeat. You should understand that you have no chance of winning. Although you have the advantage of weapons, we have the advantage of terrain. The water here is rich in Primal Qi, which can continuously replenish my and my junior sister's power. Your defeat is only a matter of time. Why not save some dignity for yourself?"

"Bullshit!" Ying Zhou raised an eyebrow angrily. "The word 'admitting defeat' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

"How can you use such foul language? It's so vulgar." Lü Mo made a face as if she had seen something dirty.

"Laozi live a carefree life, I don't care about worldly customs and etiquette, I swear whenever I want, unlike you all who are pretentious and affected, you're just hypocritical and disgusting to look at."

"Don't make false accusations. Where have we been hypocritical or disgusting?" Lü Mo said angrily, her face turning red.

Ying Zhou rolled his eyes. "You speak with such a childish accent, you don't even have any power when you curse. I feel disgusted just listening to your effeminate tone."

Lü Mo wanted to argue, but Yuan Liang stopped her, saying, "Junior Sister, don't pay him any mind. He won't listen to reason, so why bother arguing with such a boor? Besides, he might be trying to stall for time. Don't let him succeed."

"Then let's stop talking nonsense and settle this with one move."

Ying Zhou raised his blade, activating the Asura Bloodline within him. A bloodthirsty, belligerent, and tyrannical aura spread out, and the Conquest Demon Saber in his hand resonated with this aura, causing his aura to surge suddenly.

Yuan Liang was puzzled. How had it turned into a one-hit wonder? Shouldn't they have stalled for time until their opponent was exhausted?

However, his momentary hesitation caused him to miss the best opportunity to interrupt his opponent's ultimate move, and he was forced to respond. He immediately activated his internal energy, and the water vapor floating in the air around him was drawn to gather around him. A bone-chilling cold wind was generated in response to the sword, and a waterspout was formed, like a howling north wind, sweeping across the small area of about ten feet between the two of them.

"Raging Tide Sweeps Up Snow!"

Ying Zhou suddenly felt as if the air around him had solidified into a viscous colloid, and any movement he made required several times the effort, as if he were carrying a heavy object. However, he did not care. An ordinary martial artist would inevitably be restricted in his movements, but for him, who possessed the Asura Divine Power, this pressure was negligible. Moreover, he became even more certain of one thing: the two people in front of him lacked practical combat experience, otherwise they would not have made such a mistake.

However, from Ying Zhou's perspective, there was no need to sympathize with the other party. The moment he drew his sword, a blade of light flashed and pierced the sky. In just a flash, it seemed to split the space where the two of them were located in two.

"Cloud Thunder Drums and Lightning Flashes!"

With lightning speed, the slash sliced through the icy whirlwind with unstoppable force, heading straight for Yuan Liang's face.

A flicker of fear flashed in Yuan Liang, but he quickly suppressed it. With a roar, a wisp of Sword-Ray gathered at the tip of his Green Jade Sword, and with an unwavering determination, he swung it forward with no reservation.